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As The World Turns Lyrics

Money make a pimp, pimp hoes, hustlas sell dope, thugs gun smoke
What,
Money make the world go round, as the world turns
Money make the world go round, as the world turns
Nigga I need money to maintain
Hustlin' ain't a game
Nigga go and gets the grain
Gon' get tore out the frame
TVs in the Range
I'm in ta nice things I slang weed (snort)
Cocaine and heroine
50 Cent
That's my name
Nigga I bring the pain
You thought shit stay the same
Nigga shit goin' change
Put a bullet in your brain
Nigga at close range
Run away wit ya rollie, your rings, and your motherfuckin' chain
Ain't nnothin' funny man
I'm about my money man
Bitch get down on that track and get my money, I ain't playin'
Better understand what I'm sayin',
What I'm sayin, I ain't playin'
I'll be, In front of your crib, layin', with the mack to start sprayin'
Any nigga that's in the game, for the fame, gotta be a lame
Crackers'll put ya in chains
Box'll drive you insane
Sun can't shine all the time, man its gotta rain
That whole loose? is ill
You better crack the whip mang

[50 Cent: Chorus: x2]
A pimp ain't a pimp with no motherfuckin' hoes
A hustler ain't a hustler with no motherfuckin' dough
A thug ain't a thug if his gun don't smoke
A player ain't a player if his ass dead broke]

[50 Cent]
I live
Life in the fast lane
Man I ain't got nothin' to lose
Everythin' a game
Either you wit me or against me man ain't nothin' change
Nigga, you
Go against the grain
I'll make you
Walk wit a cane now nigga now
Who you goin' blame
When shit ain't the same
Nigga nobody hears your name
You got down wit a gang
O thirty-one blood
Ya'll niggas do your thing
You got 2 felonies
Fuck it, go out wit a bangg
Ya'll niggas want to hang
Wit niggas that filthy rich
They ain't even got ta talk
To take your bitch
One look was all it took
She seen the benz-o
She seen them T.Vs
And them big ol' chriz-omes
A-yo the bitch used to bring you dough
Used to be your bottom hoe
Now your paper comin' slow
She feel like she had ta go
Roll wit them rich niggas and ball with them ball-az
Politic wit the willies the real shot call-az

[Bun B]
I got one life to live
Follow that light that keeps on guidin' me
Haters tryin' me
Hoes is abidin' me
Media ride me
King a the underground
So the streets is steady hide-in me
Representin sure taste-az
The yay keep takin pride in me
Streets
Deciple slide-in me
Status reports the baddest you caught
Walk in the black top wit fat rocks and had his Newport
I can't stay away like Too $hort
I gots to break a bastards back
Tore em up, get em ready to port
Put em on the master track
I blast the facts the life in the grill
Gorilla pimpin'
If I have ta mack ya wife then I will
It's me and 50 Cent my nigga
Live in trife, and that's real
Talkin' shit on us, that's like pullin' out a knife and don't kill
That's on for trill
I'm on for million wit your pit, in the clit that shit true
I split through, your defenses, so relentless, get you,
Without you even knowin'
Got you strippin' and even hoe-in
You don't want to let the pro in the door
This what we showin'

[Chorus: x2]

[50 Cent]
Is your bitch your bitch or is your bitch mines?
Is your bitch your bitch all the time?
You done got your paper, now its time I get mines
Except the serve and everything'll be fine
Bitch!

Runnin' from pimpin', bitch you need to run TO some pimpin'
Wit them cheap ass payless shoes you got on hoe
You still ain't figured out what a hoe supposed to look like
Look at you motherfucker here
Huh bitch?
How you gonna catch some dates lookin' like that hoe?
Bitch get off the sidewalk and into the street
Bitch the sidewalk is for pimpin' bitch!

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